Just trust me, you'll look beautiful!
Mello walked down the street in his usual outfit, a leather vest and leather pants. He bit down on a chocolate bar, not really worried about Kira finding him. After all, Sidoh had mentioned he had seen Kira and the fool didn't have the eyes, but who seemed to be his girlfriend did.
As he continued walking, he gave a grunt as he bumped into another blonde, this one female, "Oh my! I'm sorry!" she eagerly apologized, looking up at him. Mello raised a brow, nodding at her apology. He was about to walk off when she called back to him, "Hey! Gay guy! Follow me I have something just for you so you can get all the boys!" Gay? Mello glanced over his shoulder, raising a brow again, "I'm not gay," he replied calmly, taking another step before the blonde grabbed his arm and tugged him, "Oh no need to be embarrassed, silly! I have plenty of gay guy friends," he took another look at the girl. She was older than him, yet slightly shorter. She had two pony-tails upwards up on her head. Her hair was blonde and she was wearing some slutty, goth outfit. This was her! The one with the eyes! Had she recognized his name? Shit..
The girl glanced back at him, "Huh? Something wrong. Oh! I'm Misa. Misa Amane, I'm quite positive you've heard of me. Positive? Oh I'm sure your positive!" she just..kept rambling. How...How could Kira put with someone like this? "I'm Marcus," he instantly made up a name, his eyes widening as she tugged him along and into a store. He had no time to see the name of the store as he was dragged through the doors. He had never seen one of these stores before, with their little outfits and shit.
Misa ran over to a section titled 'Men' and grabbed a black lingerie, "I am NOT wearing that shit!" Mello shouted, not caring what the other people around him heard. He blinked as he was tapped on the shoulder, turning around to face a taller man, but with a feminine figure, "Excuse me, but you shouldn't be raising your voice dear, some of the customers would be offended," his voice, it was like Misa's, girly and cocky. He gave a nod, walking grudgingly over to Misa. He had to watch her, this was great, not being in the whole store thing but finding the person he wanted to spy on, to learn Kira's location, "That's...nice," He forced himself to growl through gritted teeth.
Misa pushed the lingerie into him, making him grab it, along with a pair of high heels for men, "Try these on!" she pushed him around, pushing him front-first into the changing stall, "Oh your boyfriend is going to love you!" she squealed, closing the door and walking somewhere else.
Once changed, Mello looked at himself in the mirror, raising a brow. What the hell would Matt say about this if he came home with this..in a bag. Or worse, Misa make him wear it home. He walked out, quite clumsily on the high heels, "I...like it," he had to like it. He just wanted to get out of here! Misa nodded, grabbing the tag and plucking it off the outfit before running over to the cash register with the shoe box, tag, and wait..she had his vest and pants! "Uh Misa, can I have my clothes back?" Misa blinked, "Of course not silly! You have to go home and show your boyfriend. Oh what's his name?" "Matt- I mean! I don't have a boyfriend!" Mello clapped his hands over his mouth. Why had he said Matt was his boyfriend? They were both guys, and they were best friends...were they really? No. They were just friends.
Misa made a weird hand signal as if telling him to knock it off, taking a back and stuffing the vest and pants into it. She grabbed Mello's hand and dragged him outside. She dialed a number on her phone and few minutes later a limo arrived, "Where do you live?" Misa asked, "Northwest apartment complex." he said angrily. The limo jolted forward, heading Northwest.
As they arrived, Mello took no time grabbing the back, opening the door and struggling out of the limo, "Thanks Misa!" he said in a horrible, fake voice. "No problem!" dumb blonde, she believed him. He waved goodbye as he wobbled up the stairs, and to 307, his apartment.
Reaching for a door, he jiggled the handle, silently opening it. He spotted the red hair of Matt over the cough, trying to, as silently as possible, silently closing the door behind him. His silent stalk didn't last long as he slipped on the tile, falling, "Ow! Fuck! Shit! My fucking stomach!" the blonde complained, scrambling over to his feet. It was too late. Matt stared at him, raising a brow. His expression was unclear, seeing only his goggled covered eyes and up were over the couch.
Mello blinked, "I can explain! Misa found me and she brought me 'shopping'. I'm going to go change now," he was about to walk in his room when Matt spoke, "No," Mello looked over his shoulder, a glare on the red head, "No? Have you forgotten who can work the handgun sitting on the counter?" Matt shook his head, "Go to bed," "What? I a-" "My bed," Mello fell silent, twitching an eye. Matt got up, for once putting down his controller and walking over to his room, "Come to bed..." he grabbed Mello's hand and pulled him into the room, locking the door behind him.
And then the fangirls rejoiced and their was a big party.
THE END.
